"Huh?"

"Li Tie appeared?"

When the players of both sides returned to the court, even Huang Jianxiang was surprised.

"Hehe, we guessed it! Zaccheroni made personnel changes at half-time, and Albertini was replaced with Li Tie, who had just transferred this winter! ”

"This is the second time Li Tie has played for Milan!"

"Come on, iron! If you dare to embarrass Brother Ou, don't come back to see me at night! He put his hands on the sidelines and shouted at the cabbage on the field.

Trapattoni pinched his chin, and he stared at Li Tie, who was standing behind Boban, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Trapattoni's fears soon became a reality.

At the beginning of the game, Fiorentina attacked aggressively, seemingly trying to take advantage of the opening period to catch Milan off guard.

However, just as the ball reached Barty's feet, a cabbage suddenly appeared on his side.

"It's Li Tie!" Huang Jianxiang shouted loudly.

As soon as Barty touched the ball, Li Tie posted it from the side. The former couldn't react in time, and was squeezed out by Li Tie for half of his body.

After a few more steps, Li managed to run in front of Zaibatti and intercept the connection between him and the ball.

After the dribble was broken, Barty immediately slowed down and returned to the midfield to defend, while Li Tie pushed the ball towards Maldini, and the crisis was immediately resolved.

Gradually, fans began to discover that as soon as Barty appeared within five meters or so of the Milan penalty area, he would have an extra cabbage next to him.

At first Barty didn't care too much, there were too many teams against him in Serie A, but no one had restrained him until now.

The nimble players are not as strong as him, the strong players are not as fast as him, and for Barty, who combines strength and technique, it is difficult for any player to guard against him when he plays with his head.

But after a few rounds of fighting, the Pampas had to admit that he had a tough opponent today.

In terms of speed alone, Li Tie is not very fast, but he came on as a substitute in the second half, and the physical advantage is obvious. In fact, Lee's speed is basically not affected by his physical fitness, and he can keep his speed in a close range throughout the match.

Li Tie's instantaneous outburst became the key, and he was always able to take the lead in the confrontation.

In terms of strength alone, Li Tie is no worse than Barty.

And most importantly, Li Tie is very disciplined. Ever since he came on the pitch, Zaccheroni has kept Zaccheroni's message in mind, and the team doesn't need him to organise the attack, but he needs to do his best to keep Barty at bay.

Ten minutes into the second half, Barty really didn't find any good chances.

When a half-goal was intercepted again by Li Tie in a "Marseille slalom", the fans could no longer sit still, and they all stood up and shouted loudly.

"Lee, Lee, Lee, Lee!"

"Oh my God, this is incredible!" The on-site commentator also looked incredulous, "In today's game, the fans in the stands actually chanted the names of two Chinese!" ”

Don't blame the fans for "making a fuss", it's really Li Tie's "Marseille slalom" that is too impactful.

A simple half-ball, anyone can touch it first, and anyone can miss a good opportunity.

But Li Tie, who was rushing towards him, once again took advantage of his burst between steps, and suddenly stretched out his leg to block in front of the ball. The body is moving forward, and the weight shifts to the outstretched leg while the back is turned to face Barty.

In this way, Barty couldn't brake and hit Li Tie's back hard.

But his immediate body stood still like a piece of steel, not even shaking, let alone out of place.

Barty shuddered and her blonde hair shook with it.

Li Tie did not hesitate at all after turning around to protect the ball, and directly pushed the ball back to Ou Chuliang, who was guarding the near post. The latter pulls the ball back and passes it to an unguarded teammate on the other side.

"He's a genius!" Barty exclaimed in his heart, "A defensive genius!" ”

Anyone can see that Li Tie did not deliberately break the ball in such a highly ornamental way. On the contrary, his every move is out of defensive instinct.

When his body is strong enough, he can make any move he wants on the court. The ball protection just turned around, which is one of them.

"It's been a long time since I've met an opponent like this! Chinese are they? I didn't expect Asian football to develop as well! ”

Looking at Li Tie's wide back, Barty became excited.

In the following time, tens of thousands of fans at the scene were fortunate to witness the most primitive, wildest and most passionate hand-to-hand combat between males!

The two sides are like WWE gladiators, starting from the midline to the top of the arc, from steals to winning the top to the card position, the two compete with each other.

There are no tricks and no tricks.

It's a European-style fight, you give me a punch, I'll give you a slap until one side goes down.

"Oh! Buddy! ”

"Oh! Plum! ”

Bang bang!!

The fans in the stands watched with enthusiasm, and a second ago, Li Tie and Barty ran past everyone's eyes side by side.

The cabbage is stretching in the wind, and the enoki mushrooms are also flying in the wind.

The two muscular hunks tugged together and ran forward non-stop.

This kick was touched by Barty, and the next kick could be Li Tie. Both of them pursed their lips and did not squeak.

But the fans in the stands heard two different roars, which belonged to the most primitive roar between the males.

"Chess opponents, two chess opponents!" Huang Jianxiang couldn't wait to put gold on Li Tie's face, at this moment, for Chinese fans, there is no god of war Barty, only our young player Li Tie!

The two collided, and Li Tie had a slight upper hand in strength, but Barty's mind was clearer and smarter.

He knows his responsibility, and he will not be hot-headed and simply hedge with Li Tie.

Barty can pass, stop, smash, pull, turn, dwindle, shoot...

Li Tie will only passively defend, defend, and defend.

Despite this, the brutal clash between Li Tie and Barty was supported by Milan and Chinese fans, who found that Ou Chuliang had rarely been seen on camera since Li Tie took the field.

Occasionally, he put the ball on the line of the small penalty area to kick off the goal.

That's the change!

Li Tie single-handedly kept Fiorentina's threat out of the box.

"Oh my God, who is he? Is he also a Chinese player? ”

"Are all Chinese players tough guys?"

"Jesus, He is so hard! I dare say, he's the type I like! I'll ask for his phone number after the race! ”

is different from Ou Chuliang's tenacity, Li Tie's performance is even tougher!

Admittedly, he has been shaken away by his opponents; But as long as he fights with the opponent in close quarters, he will most likely destroy the ball.

I can make a million mistakes, but you only get one chance!

The passionate collision between Li Tie and Barty attracted the attention of many female fans, and they began to inquire about Li Tie's name, location, characteristics, age, height, weight, nationality, hobbies, marriage matching, sexual orientation, etc. When they pieced together Li Tie's data, they were finally sure that they had found another treasure boy!

"Oh! I never thought I'd want to eat vegetables so much! ”

"Yes, although the hairstyle is a bit old-fashioned, but if you look closely, it's quite cute!"

Li Tie naturally didn't know that the female fans in the stands had already devoured him alive in their minds, and at this moment he was working hard and had an earth-shattering confrontation with Barty.

"Boom!"

The ball bounced straight up and down into the air, then landed again where it had just been, bouncing again.

"Boom!!"

Another bang!

This time, instead of flying that high, the ball stayed at its original altitude for a second and fell back to the ground.

"Boom !!"

It's the sound that comes out of the mouths of the fans.

But this time the fans miscalculated.

After facing Li Tie twice with his right foot in a row, although Li Tie had already swung his right leg up for the third time, Barty's left foot was faster, and the ball slipped past Li Tie with a slight touch of his toes.

Seeing that the other party did not continue to choose the right foot, Li Tie forcibly withdrew his right leg. His hand was not idle, and he directly grabbed Barty's jersey and pulled the purple jersey to the maximum.

Barty's jersey immediately stretched out like a cloak, and when he took two steps and found that he couldn't run, Barty decisively pushed it down the wing. Edmundo quickly cut in and chased the ball.

Seeing this, Li Tie also let go of his hand and let Barty leave.

Barty didn't look back, he just felt that every cell in his body was boiling at the moment.

It's been a long time since I've felt like this.

There are no leagues, no championships, just football matches!

He wants to win!

Just want to win!

In this game, a goal is a victory!

Using the cover of his teammates, Barty managed to run out of space. Edmundo's return pass arrived just in time, and Barty flicked his leg to meet the ball and contributed a powerful volley without hesitation.

Boom!

The smoke cleared and the ball made a right-angled turn in front of the Milan goal and flew off the touchline on the other side.

Ou Chuliang got up and swung his fist again, with a fierce face, don't enter the living!

"Ou, it's China again!" The on-site commentator screamed, "Oh my God, I almost forgot, there is a Chinese Europe in front of the Milan gate!" ”

Looking at Ou Chuliang's sideways fist save on the big screen, the purple fans in the stands suddenly burst out with a sense of powerlessness.

One China Europe is already difficult enough to deal with, and now that there is another cabbage from the East, will the burden on the wings of our eagles be too great?

"China Europe and China Li form an iron gate, and even Barty is helpless!" On the commentary bench, the AC Milan commentator yelled unscrupulously.

He was even more convinced that the steel defense line formed by Li Tie and Ou Chuliang was enough to stop anyone's attack.

Zaccheroni was also stunned for a while, he just wanted Li Tie to appear and simply interfere with Barty, even if it was yellow or red. To put it bluntly, it was to let Li Tie go up to disgust Barty.

But he really didn't expect that under the command of Ou Chuliang, Li Tie, a "sapper man", could limit Barty to such a degree. Although the technique is a little rough and the offense is completely uncontributed, the restriction of Barty alone is enough to make Li Tie a hero of Milan.

"Ha~ha~ha!" Barty held his knee and gasped a few times, two drops of sweat dripping down his cheeks and falling onto the grass, "The game has just begun, so it's fun!" ”

"Keep giving me assists!"

Barty gestured to his teammates, and Costa understood. He knew that at this moment, no one could stop Barty from wanting to score!

But is Barty okay?

Costa let out a sigh of relief, this wasn't what he was supposed to think!

All he had to think about was how to get the ball to Barty at the best time and that would be enough.

The game continued, and the hand-to-hand combat never stopped.

Fiorentina showed unrivalled dominance with home advantage, and Milan's long counter-attacks were ineffective.

Heinrich and a few defenders can attack and defend, but Bierhoff and Weah are difficult to achieve.

The fans were hooked, but Trapattoni on the sidelines had a solemn face.

If it was an exhibition match, he would have come to enjoy the great pair like everyone else; But now he's the coach of the team, and he's the coach of the home team!

He had to do something!

Milan is already on the rise, and if they can't "cut the grass and eradicate the roots" here, no one can imagine what kind of fighting power this century-old giant will show in their centennial celebration year.

The fans of the visiting team are starting to shout higher and higher, which is a signal!

Trapattoni suddenly had a hunch that if they didn't score again, they really wouldn't want to "step" on Milan!

In one go, Trapattoni made two substitutions in a row in order to lighten the load on Costa, feeding Batty and Edmundo with shells on multiple lines.

At this time, the game has entered the white-hot stage, whether it is Li Tie or Barty, whether it is Maldini or Edmundo, hand-to-hand combat is staged in almost every corner of the court.

In the 74th minute, Torricelli sought a breakthrough on the left flank. Milan's defensive focus has always been on others, and no one expected this usually low-back central defender to suddenly explode. By the time Sara reacted and stepped forward to make a tackle, Torricelli had already tapped the ball across the middle.

Barty didn't make any adjustments, and it was a powerful long-range shot directly to the incoming ball!

This time, Ouchulian's iron fist worked again – and when it was lifted under the crossbar by Ouchulian, the ball had no way to go.

It flew into the sky with a bang, and was single-handedly flicked to the top net by Ou Chuliang, who was jumping again.

Edmundo, who had failed to sneak up, shook his head, he thought that Acchulian would take the ball off.

But in such a dangerous position on the goal line, which goalkeeper would risk the ball?

Watching the ball sink the top net, there was a long sigh from the stands, followed by a burst of joy.

Two different tones came from two different groups of fans, with the home team getting anxious and the visitors still in high spirits.

Now it's up to who can't hold on first.

'Barty's shot was the most dangerous shot of the second half, but it was kept out by Occhulian.

'But in terms of the frequency of shots from the home team, the second half was much lower than the first.

"This is Li Tie's contribution." Huang Jianxiang concluded.

Fiorentina's corner kick was of low quality throughout the game, and Milan had a counter-attacking opportunity after the ball was knocked out of the box by Ouchulian with a single fist.

Helwig, who had replaced Guli, was the first to get the ball and he's heeded Zaccheroni's instructions and quickly picked up a long ball.

This time he didn't choose his old Udinese team-mate, but instead kicked the ball across the pitch and towards Weah on the other side.

Mr. Footballer unloaded the ball steadily, and it was a vacuum, so Weah didn't hesitate to dribble forward, watching his teammates' movements as he ran.

"AC Milan's counterattack!"

"Weah with the ball..."

"Cross!"

In the exclamation of Huang Jianxiang, Weah brought the ball to the front of the home team's penalty area and took a decisive kick. But this time it was a false move, and after using a feint to shake off the gap, Weah did not hesitate to cross directly.

The ball drew a beautiful rainbow in the air and flew towards the back of the goal. Bierhoff met the ball and thumped it into the net.

At this moment, all the Milan fans stood up and cheered "victory" loudly. The Milan fans behind the goal had long been unable to help themselves, banging on the fence in front of them over and over again, causing all the security guards in this row to be terrified.

However, Bierhoff, who was celebrating, stopped as soon as he ran to the sidelines, and he spread his hands with an innocent expression.

The linesman standing with him in the camera raises his flag forward, motionless like a sculpture.

"This ball... Is it offside? ”

Huang Jianxiang was a little unsure.

"Judging from the replay, it doesn't seem to be offside."

"This angle, this angle is not very obvious."

"Uh... It should be feet, right? ”

"Hey, Bierhoff had one foot on the offside line before he won the top, and he was spotted by the sharp-eyed linesman."

Milan's goal was blown away, and although there was some regret on the faces of the players, the fighting spirit was ignited.

Looking at the confident Milan players, Barty, who had just returned to the midfield, once again had a fighting light in his eyes.

This is the Frankie Stadium, not the San Siro, and it's not a place for you to go wild with AC Milan!

In the 78th minute, looking at Costa's through ball, Li Tie chased up from the side again.

By this time, Barty's stamina had become a burden. And Li Tie is young and vigorous, and he has only played less than half a game, and he has almost finished abusing Barty physically.

But just as Li Tie was concentrating on knocking Barty away, a huge momentum suddenly came from his shoulder.

"What?"

Li Tie's eyes widened in shock.

Barty actually bumped into it himself!

He stumbled a few steps.

"Barty, Barty, Barty!!"

The purple fans captured this scene and screamed one by one.

Who is Barty?

Barty is the god of war!

Have you ever seen a god of war who lost to a cabbage?

Rumble!

There was another explosion in front of the penalty area, and within 30 meters was Barty's shooting area.

But the Purple Lily fans are going to be disappointed after all.

Ou Chuliang made up his mind to make a conservative save today, not receiving a single ball, and blocking all of them with his fists.

Looking at the ball rising into the sky, fans felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

"The Great Wall of China, the Great Wall of China... It's really the Great Wall of China! ”

"What the hell is Ou made of?"

"Spring?"

"Why is he so able to jump?"

"What kind of striker, what kind of shot, can shoot through the goal guarded by Ou?"

In the final ten minutes of the game, Trapattoni had already played all three cards in his hand.

He stood on the sidelines, anxiously waiting.

His mind changed again: it was a draw or not, at least not caught up by Milan.

The two sides played two legs, Fiorentina won one and drew one and got four points, which is already a perfect result. If you want more, isn't that too greedy?

Just as Trapattoni was thinking, a scene suddenly happened on the changing court that was enough to change the tide of the battle.

Milan's attacking ball was cleared into midfield, and Edmundo ran back from the front to receive the ball, played the ball to Costa, turned the corner, and ran towards the front again.

Sarah, who was following Edmundo, didn't care, and also followed the corner and ran back to his own half, anyway, as long as he stuck the opponent's position and running route.

But at this point, Costa kicked a long ball that was enough to skyrocket.

In the face of Edmundo's replay, Costa, who was still six or seven meters away from the halfway line, met the ball with a kick, and the ball instantly flew diagonally across most of the court and flew to the other side.

Dragged to the end, Costa Kuta hurriedly turned around and chased back, and the ball landed three meters in front of him and continued to bounce forward. Under Costacuta's desperate gaze, the ball grew farther and farther away, and no matter how much he moved, he couldn't catch it.

"Costa's long pass..."

"Passing to Milan in the gap..."

"Ou Chuliang is out!"

In Huang Jianxiang's exclamation, Ou Chuliang almost gritted his teeth

Costa kicked a total of eight very low-quality corners throughout the game, either cleared by the Milan defenders or Acchulian or kicked them out of bounds.

Just when everyone thought he wasn't in the best shape for the game, he delivered a lethal long ball in the final moments.

When the ball was in the air, Ou Chuliang, who counted the flight path of the ball, immediately made a decision and abandoned the door.

But when the ball bounced up for the first time after it landed, Ou Chuliang's heart fell to the bottom.

Lying in a big groove, what kind of long pass is this?

This is obviously a full moon scimitar!

Why Xiaobei is known as the master of long passes, because each of his long passes is extremely fixed, and he can pass this kind of long pass that dangles in front of the goalkeeper and then runs back to the feet of his teammates.

Seeing the ball getting farther and farther away from him, Ou Chuliang could only stubbornly continue to rush forward.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent!

In the zoomed-out shot, the long ball kicked from the back found Barty in front of him, and at this time Acchulian was more than a meter away from the ball.

This distance is definitely a major miscalculation for the goalkeeper who came out!

It means that even though Ou Chuliang tried his best to reach out and tackle, he still couldn't touch the ball.

In this way, Barty's left foot was lightly buckled, and the Pampas God of War, who had no backfoot, easily rushed past Ochuria. Even the running position with Costacuta was intercepted by Ouchulian at the end, and it can be said that Barty's kick directly passed the two Milan defenders.

"Barty single-handed..."

"Empty door..."

Speaking of which, Huang Jianxiang was almost desperate!

Not only Huang Jianxiang, but also the Milan and China fans, all widened their eyes as they watched Barty catch up with the ball in front of the arc of the penalty area, and then made an adjustment.

Seeing this scene, Trapattoni suddenly remembered what Ronaldo said: "The best way to score a European goal is to bring the ball behind him." ”

Isn't that what happens on the pitch now?

Ou Chuliang fell to the ground three meters outside the penalty area, and even if he got up immediately, it was impossible for him to catch up with Barty's pace.

Trapattoni was immediately excited, he seemed to see the victory of the game, the championship trophy of the league!

Odu has already been passed by us, who else can stop Barty from scoring?

At the penalty spot, Li Tie, who was desperately chasing back, had already turned around while Barty was adjusting and stood in front of Barty like a goalkeeper.

It was the first time since he came on the pitch that he had been so far away from Barty, standing face to face.

He had a serious expression and stared at the strongest opponent he faced after coming to Serie A, with determination in his eyes.

But in Barty's eyes, Milan's goal has long been indistinguishable from an empty goal.

The most difficult Ou has been left behind by him, so what is the cabbage head standing in front of him?

Adjusting his body, Barty quickly swung his right leg and slammed it towards the back of the ball.

Even if it's an empty goal, he has to shoot in a "batty" way.

The on-site commentator had already stood up, the microphone reached to his mouth, and pulled out a long voice: "Batiiiiiiiiiiii..."

Rumble!

There was an explosion on the line of the penalty area, and Barty shot at the goal with a standard "Barty GOAL".

In this thousandth of a second, Li Tie's body quickly fell to the left.

With a "poof", Li Tie, who fell to the ground with his back hand, slapped his side face on the ground, looking very embarrassed. After falling to the ground, he quickly got up with his left hand, and looked up to see the ball bouncing three meters away.

In the next second, Li Tie struggled to get up and chased the ball.

But Barty was quicker, and he raised his hand as he turned his head to find the referee. By the time they caught up with the ball near the corner, the whole Frankie Stadium was already in a state of noise. It's like a boiling oil pan that "explodes" all the time.

Trapattoni waved his hands, scratched his head, staggered and spun in place, not believing what had just happened.

Milan's crisis in front of goal was resolved, and the duo of Li Tie and Costacuta worked together to break the ball off the touchline. The big screen was full of headless flies spinning around.

"The coach in Fiorentina is crazy." Huang Jianxiang muttered, "I'm going crazy too." ”

"Director Zhang, what just happened?"

"Hey... Hey... Hey, hey? Zhang Lu grinned, bared his teeth, and couldn't even smile "hehe" incoherently.

Not only two Chinese broadcasters, at this moment, the brains of fans all over the world who saw this scene were instantly down, and their brains couldn't handle it.

The big screen began to play back the clip just now, and in the shot that was slowed down by a double, the moment Barty kicked out, Li Tie leaned to the left, and he actually blocked the opponent's burst with his chest.

"Iron!"

Deliberation's eyes widened, and he touched his left rib, as if hearing a tremor in his soul.

It's nothing but a beating heart!

"Oh, buy, cake! Buy cakes! Buy cakes!! Cake Buyers!! ”

In the commentary seat, the AC Milan commentator kept repeating this sentence. He, like everyone else, was also shocked by Li Tie's move.

After repeating it several times in a row, he still hadn't come to his senses. The other colleagues looked at him and shook their heads: "Milan is crazy again!" ”

This is not an isolated case, as are the tens of thousands of fans in the stadium. The mad mad, the mad mad.

The security guards behind the home team's doors shivered and stood in a row, hiding in blast shields.

The shaking fence looked so weak that it seemed that it could fall down piece by piece with a single blow.

"God, what the hell is going on on the field?"

"Did you score? But it's not like a goal at all! ”

"What did these people do when they fall to the ground? Shall I turn my head, what if I am also stimulated..."

Not only the visiting fans behind the home team's goal, but also the purple fans who occupied the main stand, many of them held their heads and opened their mouths wide, looking at the big screen of the replay while looking at the friends next to them, unable to believe what had just happened.

"Steve, did you see that? What did that Chinese just do? ”

"I saw it, of course I saw it! Oh my God, is he going to die? ”

"That's Barty, that's Barty's GOAL!"

"How dare he really take it?"

There was a lot of noise on the pitch and in the stands for tens of seconds, and after confirming in the headphones that the ball was not a handball, the referee decisively ran to the two sides who were arguing on the sidelines, indicating that the ball was a throw-in by the home team, not a penalty as Barty had claimed.

Barty also regretted it.

Of course, he could see clearly where his kick was kicked to Li Tie, but out of the striker's subconscious, he raised his hand without thinking about it and signaled the opponent's handball.

Yes, who would have thought that the kind of shot just now could be "saved" without using their hands?

But Li Tie just did it, he did it with his chest!

Barty felt that he should not "insult" a fighter in this way. So when the referee ran in front of him, he had already given up asking the referee for a penalty.

This scene is really shocking, this is definitely a life-saving save, enough to overshadow Ou Chuliang countless times before the limelight is overshadowed.

Li Tie did not take it lightly, he stood by Barty's side at the moment to prevent the opponent's sneak attack with a quick throw-in.

Or that he didn't realize what had just happened, what he did just now was a subconscious move, even if there was a noise of fans in the stands, Li Tie was not distracted.

His mission can't be terminated as long as the game isn't over!

This is Li Tie's creed!

The likes of Costacuta and Maldini resisted the urge to take a few bites of cabbage and stuck to the home team's striker, intending to disrupt the opponent's throw-in.

But after this kick, how can the home team still have the morale to attack?

Even after knowing what had just happened, both Edmundo and Costa lost their desire to attack.

"The Chinese are really desperate!"

"Damn it's over!"

"I don't want to play against an opponent like this again!"

Morale plummeted, the home team's ball was not of high quality, and Barty lifted his right foot to the highest before barely stopping the ball with the arch of his foot.

With little time left, Barty was visibly anxious at this point. Qiang twisted Li Tie's body, as if he wanted to get rid of it. But Li Tie's defensive focus at the moment was to prevent Barty from turning around, and the Purple Lily God of War finally overwhelmed his knee after forcibly twisting it.

With a click, Barty fell to the ground in pain.

At this moment, the whole stadium was in shock because of Barty's fall, and the crazy AC Milan commentator was only slow to react at this moment.

In the next second, he picked up the microphone in front of him and shouted loudly: "Lee! It's Chinese Lee! He defeated Barty again! With his heart, he defended the honor of Milan!! ”